Posted on July 9, 2013 by Isabella Cecconi
Records of life and records of reality. Little is written about Andrew Lyman, an artist, a student, a photographer, a multi-faced human being. Surely, his pictures were magnets to my eyes. His shots are colourful and the tones seem flashy, subjects are cut into parts: heads, legs, fingers dunking in milk, as if he would drive attention to the importance of details. His photography is captivating and intriguing. His shots are beautifully edited, like in the picture perfect series ‘Together Alone’. Images communicate with each other, intimacy and solitude get linked with the mundane and reality seems bizzarre. Daily life is just this: the surrounding sensations of our senses while interacting with people. Alone together, all alone, together all alone.
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